A power struggle within a Powerful Nebula Great Clan could last tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of years.
They were simply too enormous, and the exotic beast factions standing behind them were tangled together in countless ways. It was difficult for the outcome to emerge in a short time.
Just like the Ten Thousand Demons Star Lord. On the surface, he only had over ten trillion Quasi-Celestial Realm elite troops and three hundred billion Heavenly Realm elite troops. Yet behind him stood the Four Demon Emperors, exhausted after years of warfare, the various regional lords, and countless scattered minor factions.
The Ten Thousand Demons Imperial Son was even more so. Behind him stood the Ten Thousand Demons Research Vault, the Resource Reserves Department, as well as the stationed armies, regional lords, major tribes, and aristocratic classes throughout the entire Nebula Layer.
Even if they had signed a so-called non-purge pact, once someone truly seized power, then even without a purge, future suppression, being denied important positions, or even being directly sent to the bleak frontier starry skies were all possible.
In short, neither side in this power struggle had anywhere left to retreat.
Now that the Ten Thousand Demons Star Lord had acted again, although they had not yet uncovered the deal between the Ten Thousand Demons Imperial Son and Su Lin, all sorts of rumors had already begun spreading.
And just as the war of public opinion outside was reaching a fever pitch, Su Lin, within the Star Emperor Hall, used the Mind-Calming Bell to temper his state of mind. However, its tempering effect was far too weak for him.
The Mysterious White Cloud produced by each advancement alone had already tempered Su Lin's will into iron, let alone the bloodbath and hardships he had